W a r r i o r D o g s || RiverPack

[kilimanjaro]

= B R A M B L E S T R E A M =
sex; female age;25 moons rank; warrior breed; spaniel mix location; river edge tags; Reedpaw

Bramblestream looked down at the worried apprentice. "If we want to find Bramblestream, we'll have to," she said, looking at the river. She knew she was a strong swimmer and undoubtedly Reedpaw was too but not even the strongest swimmer could paddle against the rushing water of this river. Her maternal instincts told her protect Reedpaw as best as she could. She turned to face him, her face deadly serious. "I'm going to cross first. If I make it to the other side you can come too but if I get swept away you must go back to camp and get more help," she said. Although they were a long ways from their pack camp, Reedpaw could just follow the river back the way they came and make his way home if worse came to worse. Bramblestream put her paws in the shallow bank water, eyeing the current deeper into the river. Starpack please help me, she thought as she swallowed her fear and sprinted into the water. With a swift leap, she was submerged and the water tumbled over her. Her paws hit a hard surface and she pushed with all of her strength until her head was above the water. The river swirled around her, dragging her down the river but Bramblestream knew that would happen. With all of her might, she used the rushing waves to her advantage, paddling toward the shore. Her heart hammered in her floppy ears as a wave surged and took her under the water again. The darkness of the water was only momentary however as Bramblestream clawed at a shallower end of the river and manged to drag herself out of the current. As quickly as she could, she wadded through the shallower water, pulling against the dragging water until she was on the other side of the river. Choking and coughing, Bramblestream sat down on the rocky bank and attempted to catch her breath. Once she was certain, she hadn't died in the river and was in sky pack now, she stood and made her way back up the river to face Reedpaw on the other side.

[Owlcat]

Froststar

( ♂ ) - ( English Cream ) - ( Alpha ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 30 moons old ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Mossbrook )

Froststar immediately opened his eyes and stared blankly at Mossbrook. He could see nothing wrong, but her tone all the same spiked fear and worry into his heart. He sat up straight and fixed his gaze onto Mossbrook's, as if to try and figure out the problem mentally. "What happened." He finally said.

Chestnutpaw

( ♀ ) - ( English Cream, Boykin Mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 8 moons old ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: )

Chestnutpaw hadn't made it very far into the woods before she could feel an uneasy stir in the camp. She didn't necessarily hear, nor see it. She could just feel it. Abandoning the mouse she was stalking she quickly made her way back to camp.

[RogueRunner]

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( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( Crush: Reedpaw ) - ( Tags: Sunfur )
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She was laying there for only a few seconds, trying to fall asleep to ease this unfamiliar emotional exhaustion, when Sunfur suddenly spoke up. She perked her ears and raised her head to show that she was listening, but, inside, she wasn't really up to it. She honestly just wanted silence. Despite her irritation, she forced herself to be polite, sitting through his entire story.

Although she had only started paying attention begrudgingly, she found herself enthralled with Sunfur's story by its end. It was such a bitter, hopeless, and yet theatrical tale. You never know how long you have left. The words stuck with her, sending an icy chill down her spine. A puppish naivety crept its way into her as she asked quietly, "But...why? Why does any good dog have to die?" The thought brought a crushing ache into her chest, and, in that moment, she hoped more than anything that the wise old dog beside her actually had an answer.

[qerrat]

Reedpaw

♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: Smokenose Froststar | Crush: Open! | Location: Near border with Skypack | Tags: Bramblestream

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Reedpaw watched her, taking deep breaths. I can do this... I swim all the time. It'll be fine, he thought, trying to ignore the obvious but-you're-leg-is-totally-injured and the you've-never-swam-a-river-this-fast. Reedpaw backed up, took a deep breath, and jumped as far as he could into the river. He went under, and felt his head bark painfully against the river bottom. Reedpaw surged out of the river, gasping for air before being dragged under again. Funny enough, he was feeling extremely clear headed. Okay, then, I can see the bank from here, I'll just swim underwater. His small body was shoved along the river, but Reedpaw, at last, made it to the other side. He clambered out, breathing heavily from his lack of surfacing. Fur dripping, the black retriever sat down.
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[kilimanjaro]

= B R A M B L E S T R E A M =
sex; female age;25 moons rank; warrior breed; spaniel mix location; river edge tags; Reedpaw

Bramblestream watched, holding her breath as Reedpaw plunged into the river. Despite him being a retriever and an adept swimmer, the warrior couldn't help but bite her tongue and watch in fear as Reedpaw's black head bobbed in the lashing waves. Suprisingly, the apprentice drug himself from the roaring waters and sat near the bank down the river a little ways. He made it out even faster than I did, Bramblestream thought with a pleased wag of her tail. Trotting, she made her way over to Reedpaw and gave him an affectionate lick on the ear. He was soaking wet but so was she. "Are you alright?" she asked eyeing his leg. He seemed to be favoring it slightly. Perhaps his encounter with the fox on the other side of the river had turned to violence. Bramblestream didn't realize how exhausted she was until she had a second to think about what was happening. She had no idea where they were and she doubted Reedpaw did either. After softly shaking the water out of her coat, Bramblestream sat next to the apprentice. The night air was growing brisk and chilling her underneath her thick, wavy fur. In unknown territory, she and Reedpaw weren't safe, especially not at night. They'd need a warm place to stay, at least until the dawn came. Bramblestream had a feeling that she'd be hard pressed to convince Reedpaw to stop searching for Foxpaw. With hunger gnawing at her belly and weariness aching in her joints, there would be no more searching for the night. Starpack, please keep Foxpaw safe, she prayed.

[Hush]

Mossbrook- ♀
14 moons - Bernadoodle
RiverPack - Warrior
Romance: open - Location: Pack
Tags: Froststar

Mossbrook was panting softly with sadness and urgency in her eyes, ears back now that the apprentice was gone. “Smokenose is dead, his body is resting in the medicine den. Wildpaw says he has starved to death. In addition a few apprentices seem to be missing, notably Foxpaw. I believe I saw Bramblestream running out to find the missing apprentices, I was tending to Sunfur so I’ve only heard bits and pieces.” She said, trying to keep a brave face in front of her leader as her eyes were cast down onto the moss at her paws. “What do you want us to do? Wildpaw is quite upset, I’ve sent her to keep the elder company for now but I’m afraid she might try and take things into her own paws.” She said, looking back at the pair, knowing fully well that’s what she would have done as an apprentice and was itching to do now. Her young age made her more impulsive but still she managed to have enough sense to at least alert the leader first.

Sunfur- ♂
128 moons - Golden retriever
RiverPack - Elder
Romance: open - Location: Elders Den
Tags: Wildpaw

The ancient head of Sunfur rose at the apprentices question, head turning towards her and eyes seeming to see right through her. “That’s something we all must find the answer to on our own. For myself I put my faith in Starpack, that we are needed there. Even the omegas are needed in Starpack I believe. One day we will all be reunited with each other, old enemies and friends alike, united in Starpack. That’s why you should always treat your enemies as you would your friend in battle.” His voice trailing off as his mind began to wander, the trauma of his past and fading mind making him prone to doing so. “Back when I was in my prime I prided myself and still do in never permanently injuring anyone, be they rogue or enemy pack member alike. I was one of the greatest warriors Riverpack has ever seen. The key to being a respected warrior is knowing when to stop and shedding as little blood as possible. Use your weight and size to your advantage in battle....” he said blinking a few times before staring off the other direction. “What was I saying? Oh, it’s gotten dark, I can’t even see my own two paws. We should get to bed young one.” He said, slipping further as he turned to Wildpaw. “Get some rest now, I’ll take you hunting when the sun rises.” He said with his big goofy grin, believing he was a warrior again with an apprentice of his own.

[qerrat]

Reedpaw

♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: Smokenose Bramblestream | Crush: Open! | Location: Near border with Skypack | Tags: Bramblestream

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"Yeah. Yeah, I-I'm fine. Just... tired, I guess." He stood up, shaking the water from his fur, but being careful to tuck his injured shoulder close to his chest. "What are we going to do now?" Reedpaw asked. It seemed unlikely that they'd find Foxpaw in the dark, but putting off finding her sounded absurd. Maybe for the best though, he thought to himself. We're both cold, it's dark, we're in strange new territory. Actually, resting sounds like the best option.
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[kilimanjaro]

= B R A M B L E S T R E A M =
sex; female age;25 moons rank; warrior breed; spaniel mix location; Near skypack tags; Reedpaw

Bramblestream lifted her muzzle to scent the air deeply. It smelled nothing like any pack. At least they wouldn't be attacked by nearby patrols since they weren't on another pack's territory. Decidedly, Bramblestream turned to look behind her. The forest seemed dense and dark behind them but that seemed to be the only place to go. "Come on," she told Reedpaw heading back up stream toward Foxpaw's scent. "We'll pick up Foxpaw's trail again and follow it until we can find a place to rest for the night. No sense in staying out here in the dark, unprotected."

[qerrat]

Reedpaw

♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: Smokenose Bramblestream | Crush: Open! | Location: Near border with Skypack | Tags: Bramblestream

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Reedpaw nodded, and stood up, carefully tucking his injured shoulder in. "Yeah... okay." He stooped down and picked up a stick to chew on. He had heard that it eased pain. "O-okay, I'm ready. Yes, I'm ready for anything but another river," he said jokingly, a small smile on his muzzle despite the predicament.
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[kilimanjaro]

= B R A M B L E S T R E A M =
sex; female age;25 moons rank; warrior breed; spaniel mix location; Near skypack tags; Reedpaw

Bramblestream chuckled softly despite the bitter reality of the situation she and Reedpaw had found themselves in. Her legs were beginning to feel heavy as logs as she walked tracking the scent of Foxpaw. The medicine dog apprentice had definitely come through here but her scent was growing stale. Bramblestream doubted whether she'd be able to pick up the trail in the morning after the dew settled on the grass like it did every morning. She had to at least try. Bramblestream was no quitter and had no thoughts of turning her back on Foxpaw. Her pack was her family and she would find the young apprentice if it was the last thing she did. An owl's hoot spooked the spaniel out of her thoughts and she jerked her head up. Ahead of her she could see a few clumps of thickets scattered at the base of a gnarled and twisted oak tree. With a sigh, she realized it would be the closest thing to a den she and Reedpaw could find. Not to mention, she was exhausted, hungry, and cold. Any sort of shelter would be good enough. Bramblestream made her way over to the thicket and clawed a few of the branches out of the way to create a makeshift den. "What do you think?" she asked, turning to Reedpaw. The poor retriever seemed exhausted and his leg seemed to be bothering him quite a bit.